However, before Fanchuan could react, he in his consciousness began to forcefully cross the river. Fanchuan could even clearly feel that the water in the river was quite fast, and he could even more clearly feel the biting water. But for some reason, God
My consciousness has been changing rapidly.
However, before waiting for a moment, he had already crossed to the center of the river in his spiritual consciousness. Fanchuan felt the momentum in the river, but still continued to move forward. But just before he was about to go ashore, he came into contact with the towering mountains.
At that time, my consciousness clearly felt that there was something in the river.
Turning around suddenly, he saw a three-headed strange snake swimming in the river. The three-headed strange snake was very fast, and because the river water was relatively clear, Fanchuan's consciousness could clearly see that the three-headed strange snake was dancing.
body.
The visitor had no good intentions, and Fanchuan's spiritual consciousness stepped onto the river bank, preparing to stay away from the turbulent current. Unfortunately, the three-headed strange snake also climbed onto the bank, twisting its weird body and swinging in an eye-catching way.
The panicked posture was slowly approaching Fanchuan's consciousness. Fanchuan's consciousness could even be heard clearly. Due to the friction of the strange snake's body, the scales made a strange and harsh sound, and there was an unpleasant smell.
The smell fills the air.
Fanchuan no longer ran away blindly, so he had no choice but to step forward and prepare to draw out his immortal energy to fight with him. However, the weirdest thing was that Fanchuan's consciousness could not draw out any immortal energy, and his body's physical signs were different from those of a mortal.
It's almost the same, let alone how to use magic to slay demons.
Fanchuan couldn't explain this strange phenomenon, and he didn't know where the immortal energy in his body had gone. His first thought was to run away, but after Fanchuan turned around and ran for nearly a quarter of an hour, he turned around and saw the three-dimensional
The monster-headed snake is actually still behind him, and it’s just separated by two people.
They were three feet away, always neither advancing nor retreating, just following. Fanchuan noticed that the towering mountain in front of him still looked like what he saw from the river bank. He dared to admire this for a quarter of an hour.
Running did not shorten the distance.
After pondering hard, Fanchuan turned around and wanted to find out what was going on. Then he noticed that he had never left the river bank. The run he just ran was actually just standing still, without any progress at all. This made Fanchuan
Chuan started to panic a little.
His spiritual consciousness began to meditate. He must have killed this three-headed monster snake before climbing the mountain. Fanchuan even wanted to withdraw his spiritual consciousness several times and did not want to continue practicing like this. But for some reason, Fanchuan's
The autonomous consciousness cannot control the spiritual consciousness. No matter how hard we try, the control of the spiritual consciousness has always been difficult to control.
In desperation, Fanchuan's consciousness had to slowly turn away and stare closely at the three-headed strange snake in front of him. At this moment, he saw that the three-headed strange snake was exposing two pointed teeth and even had blood.
It drips from its fangs, and its body is even more gigantic. The blue-gray scales completely wrap the entire body, making it look somewhat majestic.
After waiting for a moment, a vision appeared. While Fanchuan's consciousness was still hesitating, the three-headed strange snake took the initiative to attack. With an unparalleled fighting spirit, it fiercely attacked the god.
Shit bit him.
Fanchuan's consciousness was busy trying to dodge under the exclamation, but no matter how timely he dodged, he still couldn't avoid being swept away by the tail of the three-headed strange snake. His consciousness was like a small piece of grass, rippling in the wind.
It landed on a piece of gravel.
Fanchuan didn't know why, but his consciousness was injured, but he could clearly feel the pain. This feeling was something Fanchuan had never experienced before. After several times, Fanchuan's consciousness was also angered, and he began to take the initiative.
He fought back against the three-headed monster snake, but every counterattack failed to produce any useful results, and Fanchuan's consciousness began to feel a little sluggish.
However, Fanchuan himself wanted to withdraw his spiritual consciousness earlier, but unfortunately his spiritual consciousness was no longer under control and he was still fighting back bravely and non-stop.
Continuously, Fanchuan's consciousness seemed to notice a detail. Although the three-headed snake continued to attack violently, its body was always protecting one position, which was the seven inches of its body. Although
No matter how weird it was, its seven inches were always in contact with the ground and never exposed.
The so-called "hitting the snake seven inches" is actually its heart.
Fanchuan's spiritual consciousness began to be touched, and he pulled away in a flash. Although there was no assistance from the immortal energy, his spiritual consciousness still reached seven inches away from the three-headed monster snake at a relatively fast speed.
The three-headed monster snake seemed to have noticed the clues, and began to raise its head and move its body quickly, trying to get rid of the control of its seven inches by the spiritual consciousness. However, Fanchuan's spiritual consciousness had already targeted the specific location, and he had not yet
When he moved his body, he bent down and picked up a sharp stone on the river bank, and stabbed him seven inches deep.
"Ah wu..."
A roar was heard in the illusion, and then the three-headed monster snake moved its body, swayed hard and swam into the river, and then quickly disappeared into the river.
Fanchuan's spiritual consciousness naturally did not chase after him. He just took a breath and turned to look at the towering mountain.
His consciousness was conveying his thoughts clearly, as if he wanted to climb to the top of the mountain.
Fanchuan's body was no longer able to control the movements of his consciousness, and he could only let his consciousness start climbing on foot. However, without the assistance of immortal energy, he would still fall several times at first, but his consciousness was extremely firm.
It seems necessary to reach the top.
After getting familiar with the steepness of the mountain, the movements of the spirit became relatively familiar. Fanchuan's body no longer imposed control and allowed the spirit to climb the rock quickly. During the process, he did not encounter any more hardships, and the climb
The road seemed safe, but the time consumption made Fanchuan still worried.
Fanchuan's body naturally knows that he will set out for the West Palace early tomorrow morning, but no matter how fast his spiritual consciousness climbs, the appearance of the mountain is still unimpressive. If this continues, Fanchuan may delay his expedition.
As time went by, Fanchuan became more and more worried. One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, five hours, and soon, the night would pass like this.
Fanchuan's body began to move involuntarily, but the climb of his spiritual consciousness continued. However, what was gratifying was that his spiritual consciousness actually saw the top of the mountain, almost within reach, and Fanchuan's body once again endured it.
After persisting for a while, what is gratifying is that the consciousness finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
Fanchuan estimated the time. It was almost dawn now, and the time to set out for the West Palace was imminent. Fanchuan wanted to control his spiritual consciousness and return to his body, thus ending this weird path of cultivation.
However, his consciousness seemed to be nothing, and it actually stayed on the top of the mountain. It had no ability to be controlled by Fanchuan, so Fanchuan began to become anxious.
However, in desperation, Fanchuan could not regain control quickly, but coincidentally, at this moment, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door of Wanqing Pavilion.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was constant knocking on the door.
Fanchuan noticed that whenever there was a knock on the door, the consciousness at the top of the mountain would tremble all over, and Fanchuan's body had more power over it. From this,
Fanchuan wished that the knocking on the door would continue and be faster.
"Dong dong dong" followed by the knock on the door, and someone's voice came.
"Young Master? Young Master? It's time to wake up. All the immortals have gathered and are waiting for you..."
"Young Master, are you inside? Everyone is waiting for you!"
After these two consecutive messages, Fanchuan only felt that his consciousness suddenly disappeared, and Fanchuan's body was stunned for a while, suddenly fell backwards, and hit the ground of Wanqing Pavilion hard.
superior.
When Fanchuan woke up again, the knocking on the door continued, and the shouting still continued. Fanchuan could hear from the shouting that it was Xiao Xiang's voice.
Fanchuan did not reply to Xiao Xiang immediately, but looked at his own condition. Unknowingly, his forehead was soaked with sweat. Although his consciousness was completely recovered, Fanchuan felt as if it was him.
My body has experienced such an experience personally, and the feeling of exhaustion is indeed hard to ignore.
After a while, the knocking on the door continued. Fan Chuan was afraid that Xiao Xiang would be worried, so he stood up slowly, took a deep breath, walked to the door, and opened it.
Just after opening the main door of Wanqing Pavilion, Xiaoxiang was almost knocked down because he was leaning on the main door. After he stood still, he quickly observed Fanchuan and said eagerly: "Shaojun, what are you doing?
What are you doing? Why did it take so long to open the door? The immortals have already assembled!"
Fanchuan waved his hands and said, panting slightly: "Hey, I'm so sorry, I... I was thinking about the realm last night, who knows..."
However, before Fanchuan finished speaking, there was another rush of footsteps outside the door of Wanqing Pavilion. Fanchuan and Xiaoxiang looked around and saw Qing Mo rushing towards Wanqing Pavilion at a faster pace.
.
Almost instantly, Qing Mo arrived inside Wanqing Pavilion, and his first words were as urgent as Xiao Xiang's: "Shaojun, what are you doing? The third army has already been assembled.
Yes, I’m waiting for you!”
At this moment, Qing Mo is wearing a silver armor, a pair of jade-embellished boots, and above his head, he is wearing a war helmet with fluttering tassels. He is as majestic as many male immortals, and in his hands is a
The long sword he holds is even more daunting.
Fanchuan also echoed apologetically: "Sister Qingmo, I'm so sorry, I... I felt the realm last night, and unknowingly..."
Qing Mo said in surprise: "Are you practicing?"
Fanchuan nodded guiltily.
Qing Mo didn't say much, and then he drew out the immortal energy and immersed it into Fanchuan's body. Then he saw his expression change from anxious to shocked, extremely shocked.
Then I heard him speak slowly in a trembling tone: "You...you spent one night, and actually...cultivated to the realm of floating immortals? This...how is this possible!"...